"Auntie? What are you doing here? ”

"Shut up, don't call me that, it's hard to hear, it's not as good as that bastard boy's 'blind old woman'."

With that, she sighed faintly.

"It's strange to say, it's obvious that a smart and sensible child like you is more annoying, but I don't know why, I'm now full of stinky boys who don't understand things and stink, lazy and gluttonous."

"It's probably because the more noisy he is, the more I feel that I am needed, and it turns out that there are people in this world who can't live without me."

Chixiao said that she still has dreams in her heart, saying that she wants to create a real 'Qingyu faction' and wants to set the distorted justice right.

But when it was really time to leave, she realized that what she wanted was actually very simple, that is, she wanted to finish this life without regrets.

She also thought that her regret was the Qingyu faction, but only now did she realize that her regret was that she couldn't see the two most important people in her life have a perfect ending.

She didn't have it, and she didn't see it with her own eyes, so she didn't believe in love.

But after listening to Chixiao's words, she suddenly understood.

She grabbed Qin Jiu's hand and said with her last strength: "Promise me, if it really comes to that time, you must be merciful to his subordinates." ”

With that, she raised her pale lips again and smiled to herself.

"Actually, I don't say it, you shouldn't be able to do it, but the elderly just love to nag, so ah...... You have to remember. ”

The strength of the palms gradually disappeared, and the old wrinkled hands gradually lost their strength.

Qin Jiu suddenly felt a pair of sharp claws digging a piece of flesh from his chest, and the pain spread to his whole body, but the most unbearable thing was the pitch-black hole in his chest.

How is he going to fill it up?

Mu Qingyu's aftermath was handled by the people of the Falling Moon Palace, and her identity was also announced by Qin Jiu, so everyone was brained up with a touching story: the Qingyu faction was wiped out, and the only descendant was adopted by the traitor who was expelled from the sect before, and the traitor repaid his grievances with virtue and raised the only descendant to adulthood, glorifying the Qingyu faction.

Qin Jiu did not deny that after her death, it was a kind of happiness to 'return to the roots' in such a way.

Late at night.

Qin Jiu couldn't sleep, remembering the most difficult time he had to endure and climbed onto the roof wrapped in the mink fur he had taken from the Sixth Prince's room, almost blending with the wind and snow at night.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

A dark red figure landed on the plum tree in the courtyard.

The Falling Moon Palace, which was out of his life, was bright all night, and even his courtyard was brightly illuminated, so he saw Chixiao's intoxicating face at first glance.

It's just that at this time, the expression on his face is a little unfamiliar.

The eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be painted were sealed by ice and snow, and there was a cold pool in the dark eyes.

His blood-colored brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and a murderous aura lingered around him, and the whole person was like a Shura from hell.

He appeared and disappeared suddenly.

"Stop!"

Qin Jiu was busy chasing after him, but where could his light skills catch up with Chixiao?

I saw that the figure of this person flashed, and then disappeared from his eyes.

The patrolmen heard him and quickly chased after him, and the lantern-bearer found blood dripping from the snow.

"Come on, there's blood here!"

"Quick, hurry up and see if Master Qin is injured!"

Qin Jiu initially thought that this person's appearance was just to see himself, but when he heard the bloodstains, his body stiffened.

What exactly is he here for?